zondag, juni 21, 2009

Hornsund

Hornsund, half past seven, up from my bunk. I open the curtains and the light explodes in. Our ship lies deep into a fjord, against the ice ridge, and the sun is already high up in the skies. I quickly snatch a cup of coffee and get on deck. The intense white hurts my eyes. A polar bear is sleeping on the ice a bit further up. This is so incredibly peaceful, so beautiful, so stunning, I get all lyrical.Afterwards, we sail into another part of the fjord, into an enormous glacier, white and light, bathing in the sun, surrounded by the sharpest peaks.Goal of the day is a visit at the Polish Polar Station at the entrance of this fjord. We go there with the Zodiacs. After a short walk along the rough coast, the Poles treat us on hot coffee and cakes, yumm.